Like An Old And Worn Battleship Hard And Fast Ran Aground
Walking wearisome road, dollar in pocket, my knife in right hand
nothing in sight but wicked are the many alluring sounds
Hard are long nights rest in this dangerous raging land
for now nothing, nothing seems to be out of bounds.
Like an old and worn battleship hard and fast ran aground
with no celebration , no parade, no marching bands
Just the hammer blows on and on they wickedly pound
at each winching pain, crowd cheers in the upper stands
Fork ahead, promises mysteries, be they for good or bad
ah but that is the dear spice in life our spirit seeks.
Many are the joys, pains and sad regrets I have had
yet nothing beats kisses laid on my darling's rosy cheeks.
Like an old and worn battleship hard and fast ran aground
Off beyond the horizon, again comes that fast flowing sound!
Robert J. Lindley, 4-23-2016
Note-- Sonnet written to remind me life holds future surprises , hope and
blessings but one must still remember the hard lessons of the past..-Tyr
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 04-23-2016 at 07:56 AM.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.
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